Boingity boingity boingity boingity....this is me jumping around. Now begins the week of not-standing/sitting-still. This week is like one long christmas eve before you open presents. It may not be exactly what I want when I open it, but I sure am hoping for the best.
This is going to be my tenth year out at fest and I have now learned that no matter how much you accomplish beforehand, there's ALWAYS one more thing you could get, one more chemise you could sew, one more idea you could add to the repertoire before the first cannon goes off. You're never completely done getting ready. At least I'm not. Maybe others can do it. I'd like to meet them and learn their secrets.
What a beautiful weekend, huh? I started out the beautiful Saturday with a classic blunder. I went to Home Depot to pick up a new screen door to replace the screen door that my friends dogs were nice enough to put a hole in. It's 35" wide and 72" tall. I pretty much knew it wouldn't fit in my car but I had to give it a shot anyway. After about two minutes of attempting different angles I gave up and tried the trunk. If I could just get it to stay in the trunk without slipping out, I could make it home because I didn't have far to go. I could even take side streets. After pulling out of the driveway and having the trunk hood slam down on it, I decided that was a horrible idea so I pulled over and tied it to my roof. I did a good job; it was secure yet not scratching any paint and it didn't take me long either. Satisfied with a job well done, I attempted to open my car door only to be thwarted. I had opened the car windows to tie the door down and in the process, had tied my doors shut. It was a classic "Aw shit!" moment. It's too bad that there wasn't someone else there with me to watch me as I began my tying. I could imagine being that person; standing there, seeing the first rope put through the inside of the car via the windows, seeing plain as day how the doors are also being tied shut and just waiting for that moment when the dummy reaches for the door handle and can't get in...only the dummy was me. I was not willing to undo all that damn tying so I just jumped in via Daisy Duke style and proceeded home.
When I got home, I put the new door on the old tracks and spent the next 20 minutes trying to get the fucking thing to work. I employed a flathead screw driver, my foot, yelling, and my patented glare. Delta Force Cat even ran away in fear. I finally gave up and went inside to sew three more chemises and a pair of bloomers.
Off to work now. Have a lovely day.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
Pressing my Dresses
Dress Press was a blast last night. It was a fricken' beautiful evening for starters which makes anything you have to do better. It was really nice to see friends again. It's as if we were just all together last weekend, as if fest never ended, gee I've had that feeling before.
All the people that came seemed really happy to be there. They get the whole fest thing so you're usually safe to engage anyone, you don't get the eye-avoidance/stay-away-from-me feeling. One woman hopped out of the long line for the Fortune Teller after being sick of waiting and asked me to read her palm instead. I predicted that she was going to save a dog from a tree and become famous yet poor. She seemed excited about this. It probably wasn't the best thing I could have come up with but it's the first day back on the job and I'm a little rusty.
I've been given orders to check out a British sitcom on YouTube called IT Crowd. Apparently it's hilarious. I will be reporting back at a later date.
All the people that came seemed really happy to be there. They get the whole fest thing so you're usually safe to engage anyone, you don't get the eye-avoidance/stay-away-from-me feeling. One woman hopped out of the long line for the Fortune Teller after being sick of waiting and asked me to read her palm instead. I predicted that she was going to save a dog from a tree and become famous yet poor. She seemed excited about this. It probably wasn't the best thing I could have come up with but it's the first day back on the job and I'm a little rusty.
I've been given orders to check out a British sitcom on YouTube called IT Crowd. Apparently it's hilarious. I will be reporting back at a later date.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Shh, no speaking
I have an invoice for two cadavers. Not everyone can say that. There's an anatomy class that uses them. They cost a little over $500 each. Something to keep in mind in case you're thinking of donating your body after your death. If you think you're worth more than $500 you may be disappointed but then again, you'll be dead.
My neighbors have quieted down quite a bit. It's the house where Kevin used to live until he had a heart attack at work and keeled over. His nephew moved in while the rest of the family worked towards selling the house. The nephew is a nice enough guy, he just likes to crank up the stereo starting at 11pm on a week night. This has prevented me from being able to have an open window while I sleep. I like the breeze. That's all changed now because mama has stopped over and brought her aunt with from North Carolina. Great Aunt apparently does not appreciate loud music or late nights so the lights (and everything else) has been off by 9pm. Ahhh, silence. I'm an old person trapped in a middle-aged person's body.
On the other side of my house, the little 2-yr old has been practicing her stage projection for most of the summer. This little girl has quite the set of lungs on her. She went into a tirade yesterday evening for about 30 minutes. This is what children do and I realize this, but I think what may help the situation is to PUT THE KID TO BED BEFORE 9PM!!!!!!!! This little girl is up well into the 10pm hour almost nightly. No wonder she's cranky during the day. I get cranky during the day too if I'm up too late (old person in middle-aged person's body).
Dress Press is this evening, that lovely annual event where performers get a little warm-up before the big event to what is theoretically supposed to be the media but ends up being mostly friends and family of people who are connected. I don't care who they are. I've never had a problem with any of them so...bring 'em on. It's also nice to play on the grass while there's actually grass there. See, about two weekends into the season the grass disappears.
Speaking of grass, I didn't mow mine yesterday. It's actually green right now so I'm reveling in the color. I'm afraid that if I make that cut, it'll turn yellow again. Oh well, there's always next summer.
Speaking of summer, does it seem like this summer's temperatures feel hotter than they are? I remember over the last several years where the temp's have been in the '90s on a regular basis and I managed to get used to it. This year, they've only crept into the low '90s for maybe 5 minutes yet I find myself uncomfortable with the heat. Oh I forgot, old person in middle-aged person's body.
Speaking of forgetting, what was I going to say?
Speaking of saying, I'm getting sick of speaking now so I'm going to end this and bop over to my new addiction so try and come up with a witty status.
My neighbors have quieted down quite a bit. It's the house where Kevin used to live until he had a heart attack at work and keeled over. His nephew moved in while the rest of the family worked towards selling the house. The nephew is a nice enough guy, he just likes to crank up the stereo starting at 11pm on a week night. This has prevented me from being able to have an open window while I sleep. I like the breeze. That's all changed now because mama has stopped over and brought her aunt with from North Carolina. Great Aunt apparently does not appreciate loud music or late nights so the lights (and everything else) has been off by 9pm. Ahhh, silence. I'm an old person trapped in a middle-aged person's body.
On the other side of my house, the little 2-yr old has been practicing her stage projection for most of the summer. This little girl has quite the set of lungs on her. She went into a tirade yesterday evening for about 30 minutes. This is what children do and I realize this, but I think what may help the situation is to PUT THE KID TO BED BEFORE 9PM!!!!!!!! This little girl is up well into the 10pm hour almost nightly. No wonder she's cranky during the day. I get cranky during the day too if I'm up too late (old person in middle-aged person's body).
Dress Press is this evening, that lovely annual event where performers get a little warm-up before the big event to what is theoretically supposed to be the media but ends up being mostly friends and family of people who are connected. I don't care who they are. I've never had a problem with any of them so...bring 'em on. It's also nice to play on the grass while there's actually grass there. See, about two weekends into the season the grass disappears.
Speaking of grass, I didn't mow mine yesterday. It's actually green right now so I'm reveling in the color. I'm afraid that if I make that cut, it'll turn yellow again. Oh well, there's always next summer.
Speaking of summer, does it seem like this summer's temperatures feel hotter than they are? I remember over the last several years where the temp's have been in the '90s on a regular basis and I managed to get used to it. This year, they've only crept into the low '90s for maybe 5 minutes yet I find myself uncomfortable with the heat. Oh I forgot, old person in middle-aged person's body.
Speaking of forgetting, what was I going to say?
Speaking of saying, I'm getting sick of speaking now so I'm going to end this and bop over to my new addiction so try and come up with a witty status.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
What Fresh Hell Is This?
I don't think my wine glasses made it in. I crafted a nifty little display to pimp the wine show on the TPT pledge drive last night and set it up in front of my little station but I don't think it ever made it on camera. I'll have to watch Thursday night when it's repeated. I did get one of the "talent" to call for tickets though. I can be pretty persuasive when I need to be.
While things were joyous and light-hearted on the outside last night in the studios, an undercurrent of darkness, oppression and forebodingness lurked across a majority of the computer screens in the form of.......Facebook. A soldier of misfortune sitting near me began the evildoings by "inviting" me to join. Yes join, join the ranks of the once innocent who are now slaves to flair and constant status updates. I'm very weak-willed so the enticement of the mini-feeds hit me like a freight train. Pledges be damned, I have to find friends and beg for their recognition while trying to decide upon leaving a comment or adding to their wall and my god what am I going to enter for my favorite book??!!! I no longer cared about the difference in seating between the $240-level Celtic Thunder tickets and the $360-level Celtic Thunder tickets, I needed to update my status to let the world know that Tina Turner was on and everything should come to a halt (in reverence of her Highness). The night became a blur of screen changes between profile-edit-profile-edit-profile-edit with an appearance in the form of an actual human coming over to tell me that I needed to update my flair and put it on my bulletin board - but it's a computer screen!!! There's no bulletin board!!...oh, there it is. Nevermind. Fuck livejournal, they don't have a bulletin board.
Excuse me, I have to go change my "famous quotes" section because I put really snarky stuff in there last night. Don't anyone read it until I'm finished. I'll poke you when I'm done.
P.S. Ralph Nader just added me as a friend so suck on that blogger!!
While things were joyous and light-hearted on the outside last night in the studios, an undercurrent of darkness, oppression and forebodingness lurked across a majority of the computer screens in the form of.......Facebook. A soldier of misfortune sitting near me began the evildoings by "inviting" me to join. Yes join, join the ranks of the once innocent who are now slaves to flair and constant status updates. I'm very weak-willed so the enticement of the mini-feeds hit me like a freight train. Pledges be damned, I have to find friends and beg for their recognition while trying to decide upon leaving a comment or adding to their wall and my god what am I going to enter for my favorite book??!!! I no longer cared about the difference in seating between the $240-level Celtic Thunder tickets and the $360-level Celtic Thunder tickets, I needed to update my status to let the world know that Tina Turner was on and everything should come to a halt (in reverence of her Highness). The night became a blur of screen changes between profile-edit-profile-edit-profile-edit with an appearance in the form of an actual human coming over to tell me that I needed to update my flair and put it on my bulletin board - but it's a computer screen!!! There's no bulletin board!!...oh, there it is. Nevermind. Fuck livejournal, they don't have a bulletin board.
Excuse me, I have to go change my "famous quotes" section because I put really snarky stuff in there last night. Don't anyone read it until I'm finished. I'll poke you when I'm done.
P.S. Ralph Nader just added me as a friend so suck on that blogger!!
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Where the hell am I?
I love Minneapolis. It's a great city. Apparently it's so great that Michelle Bachmann is hoping Dick Cheney will come here for the Republican National Convention. Is she crazy stupid or crazy like a fox? Maybe her secret agenda is to lure Dick Cheney here instead of where the convention actually will be where his oppressing political power will subdue the peoples of Minneapolis serving to widen the Republican net and control the entire state of Minnes...no, she's just stupid.
In case you missed the antics, Michelle Bachmann was on Larry King Live last night around the time of 7:15pm at which point Larry asked her if Dick Cheney should go to the RNP. Michelle's enlightened response was that "everyone should come to Minneapolis" because it's a beautiful city. Not beautiful enough for the convention but maybe Dick could buy a house here and just hang until the RNP makes it to Minneapolis.
I was hoping to find a video to insert here but I can't find anything yet this morning. Maybe this afternoon something will find it's way onto the internet and I can edit. One can only hope.
I have another nugget of information for you. If you feed a mouse a marshmallow, it'll explode. How do I know this? My neighbors found an exploded mouse carcass surrounded by a marshmallow in their house over the weekend. I wonder if that'll work on rabbits? I have two bags of marshmallows and I'm willing to give it a try.
In case you missed the antics, Michelle Bachmann was on Larry King Live last night around the time of 7:15pm at which point Larry asked her if Dick Cheney should go to the RNP. Michelle's enlightened response was that "everyone should come to Minneapolis" because it's a beautiful city. Not beautiful enough for the convention but maybe Dick could buy a house here and just hang until the RNP makes it to Minneapolis.
I was hoping to find a video to insert here but I can't find anything yet this morning. Maybe this afternoon something will find it's way onto the internet and I can edit. One can only hope.
I have another nugget of information for you. If you feed a mouse a marshmallow, it'll explode. How do I know this? My neighbors found an exploded mouse carcass surrounded by a marshmallow in their house over the weekend. I wonder if that'll work on rabbits? I have two bags of marshmallows and I'm willing to give it a try.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Dibs on the nearest bed
Although the fluffy fucker still lives, the sling shot has been purchased (along with plenty of ammo) and is sitting next to the back screen door ready for action should the opportunity arise. It didn't arise all weekend. It's like he knows I have it. Scary.
The landscape is manicured and hopefully will remain so until Sept. 29th which is when I'll have time to get back to it. The windows were washed also so now I can see out of them as I fall asleep on my couch which was the fourth most common thing to happen over the weekend. The to-do list was pretty wiped out except for the mouse-hole covering with foam insulation and other implements of destruction. I also didn't paint the bathroom but I have it all prepped so the hardest part is done. Painting is easy. It's even enjoyable. I like watching color magically appear from my hand (okay, it's from the paint on the brush) and it's zen-like to see how close to the edge I can get without using painters tape. I'm really good at that.
I just sneezed while trying to put something in my mouth. It was part of a muffin. I thought I could beat the sneeze. Now I have muffin all over my keyboard.
Like I was trying to say earlier, plenty of work was done this weekend and in between time, plenty of sleep. I was tired by 8:00pm on Saturday and hauled my half-functioning body to bed at 9:30. Sunday, I completed the food-buying and screen-door-pricing before 11:00am but after putting food in it's rightful place, I fell asleep on the couch until 2:00pm. I better not be getting sick. I therefore did not attend any fringe shows or movies but did make it to IAGG although I started yawning before intermission and pretty much kept up through the end of the show. That's no reflection on the quality of the show because it was quite stellar. No surprises there.
I can't wait for summer to get here. A chance to relax, unwind, play, enjoy lazy afternoon's with nothi...wait, it's not 8:04am but 8/04? Fuck. Maybe next year.
The landscape is manicured and hopefully will remain so until Sept. 29th which is when I'll have time to get back to it. The windows were washed also so now I can see out of them as I fall asleep on my couch which was the fourth most common thing to happen over the weekend. The to-do list was pretty wiped out except for the mouse-hole covering with foam insulation and other implements of destruction. I also didn't paint the bathroom but I have it all prepped so the hardest part is done. Painting is easy. It's even enjoyable. I like watching color magically appear from my hand (okay, it's from the paint on the brush) and it's zen-like to see how close to the edge I can get without using painters tape. I'm really good at that.
I just sneezed while trying to put something in my mouth. It was part of a muffin. I thought I could beat the sneeze. Now I have muffin all over my keyboard.
Like I was trying to say earlier, plenty of work was done this weekend and in between time, plenty of sleep. I was tired by 8:00pm on Saturday and hauled my half-functioning body to bed at 9:30. Sunday, I completed the food-buying and screen-door-pricing before 11:00am but after putting food in it's rightful place, I fell asleep on the couch until 2:00pm. I better not be getting sick. I therefore did not attend any fringe shows or movies but did make it to IAGG although I started yawning before intermission and pretty much kept up through the end of the show. That's no reflection on the quality of the show because it was quite stellar. No surprises there.
I can't wait for summer to get here. A chance to relax, unwind, play, enjoy lazy afternoon's with nothi...wait, it's not 8:04am but 8/04? Fuck. Maybe next year.
Friday, August 1, 2008
Die Bunny Die!!
Last night while driving home from the airport, I had good ideas for a blog today but have now forgotten them all. Why can't we get to the point in technology where you can just hook your brain up to your computer and have your thoughts pop out on a blog? Let's get moving on this. I'm sure there would be no bad side effects as well as no adverse societal repercussions because of it, we're a very responsible society.
I'm getting waist-deep into the Medicaid stuff now and holy smokes can this stuff be confusing. Just when you think you have it figured out, you read ahead to another paragraph that seems to contradict everything. To circumvent all of this, sign up for long-term health care insurance now. Invest invest invest. Do something because you don't want to have to figure this shit out later on when you're decrepit and dispirited.
The fucking bunny has eaten his last peony. While watering this morning, I noticed that the two peonys I had transplanted are now completely gone. Gone in a way that the fucking bunny soon will be. A sling shot will be found along with a nice rock and away I'll go. That little fluffy fucker ate my white peony. It was the only white one I had. The white ones smell the best. Now he will have to pay with his life.
I have the always-present shit-load of stuff to do this weekend. House cleaning, bathroom repairing, garden weeding, lawn mowing, garb finding and repairing, trunk packing, car cleaning, window washing, mouse-hole covering, foam insulation spraying, food buying, and a nap somewhere in there. Fun will be had in attending a fringe show or two. I'd love it to be two but I'll have to review the budget. I also hope to find a good mood. I could use one and I'm sure the people around me agree. Oo! Oo! I want to see a movie too.
I can already feel my temper shortening so I had better go practice some deep breathing techniques before facing the public. Happy weekend!
I'm getting waist-deep into the Medicaid stuff now and holy smokes can this stuff be confusing. Just when you think you have it figured out, you read ahead to another paragraph that seems to contradict everything. To circumvent all of this, sign up for long-term health care insurance now. Invest invest invest. Do something because you don't want to have to figure this shit out later on when you're decrepit and dispirited.
The fucking bunny has eaten his last peony. While watering this morning, I noticed that the two peonys I had transplanted are now completely gone. Gone in a way that the fucking bunny soon will be. A sling shot will be found along with a nice rock and away I'll go. That little fluffy fucker ate my white peony. It was the only white one I had. The white ones smell the best. Now he will have to pay with his life.
I have the always-present shit-load of stuff to do this weekend. House cleaning, bathroom repairing, garden weeding, lawn mowing, garb finding and repairing, trunk packing, car cleaning, window washing, mouse-hole covering, foam insulation spraying, food buying, and a nap somewhere in there. Fun will be had in attending a fringe show or two. I'd love it to be two but I'll have to review the budget. I also hope to find a good mood. I could use one and I'm sure the people around me agree. Oo! Oo! I want to see a movie too.
I can already feel my temper shortening so I had better go practice some deep breathing techniques before facing the public. Happy weekend!
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